Yellow Skinned Taoist Master

Chapter 24: A Day is a Jiazi, a Night is Thirty Years

Rustle, rustle, crackle, crackle.

In the darkness, a rustling sound came from above.

The branches of the withered tree rubbed against each other. The young human fruits hanging from the branches were searching for the figures of the person and the lamp.

"Where are they? Where are they?"

"Hurry up and talk, I'm listening, I'm dying of anxiety."

"Chen Huangpi, Huang Er, your words are so interesting. Hurry up and say more for me to hear."

One by one, sharp and thin childish voices shouted and urged at the darkness under the tree.

"Chen Huangpi, are you still there?"

"I'm not here, I'm not here."

Chen Huangpi closed his eyes, his thoughts surging in his mind.Thoughts would not be heard.

Only mental conversations would.

The brass oil lamp knew this, so it didn't dare to urge Chen Huangpi in its heart.

"He's bold and good at playing dead. He probably won't be noticed."

The brass oil lamp's thoughts turned, and its spiritual sense "saw" that Chen Huangpi was indeed standing still.

Even his breathing had stopped.

If one didn't know, they would have thought he was a dead person.

Fortunately, it, Huang Er, was also very good at it.

One person and one lamp, not moving at all.

Even if the young human fruits had excellent eyesight and hearing, they couldn't find a trace of the person and the lamp.

And youth was a time of vigorous energy, weak will, and easy distraction.

"Chen Huangpi is ignoring us again. He doesn't want to play with us."

"We should hang him on the tree and have him tell us new and interesting stories every day."

"A day is a jiazi, a night is thirty years."

"If I don't hear any more stories, I'm going to grow up!"

"Haha, while you were looking for him, I was secretly growing up. I've already grown hair now."

"Then I have to grow up quickly too."

In a short while, Chen Huangpi could no longer hear the rustling of the intertwined branches.

The human fruit youths seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep again.

They seemed to be playing a game of who would grow up first.

A day is a jiazi, a night is thirty years.

Hearing the words of the human fruits, Chen Huangpi couldn't help but feel envious.

He was also growing very fast.

When he peed before nightfall, he found that he had also grown up.

But he wasn't growing as fast as the human fruits.

And his master didn't like him growing up. He had even said that it would be good if he were a child forever.

But Chen Huangpi was like the human fruits.

He also wanted to grow up quickly.

Because his master had gone mad.

And he was the sole heir of the Pure Immortal Temple. He had to take charge of the family early, take over his master's job of patrolling the mountains, and manage the family business.

"Let's go quickly."

The brass oil lamp urged, "While they're sleeping, let's slip away."

"Move your right foot five fingers' distance first."

Chen Huangpi silently followed.

He let the brass oil lamp micromanage him.

In a short while, he had walked a certain distance forward again.

The ground was covered with the roots of the withered tree. The roots had broken through the stone slabs and arched up the ground.

Therefore, the road was not easy to walk.

Fortunately, after passing this section of the road, the road to the scripture pavilion was a straight line, with no strange things in between.

But just at that moment, the crackling sound of rubbing branches sounded again.

Chen Huangpi quickly continued to play dead.

If he spoke, he would be discovered by the human fruits.

If he didn't speak, he wouldn't know which way to go.

If he was tripped by the tree roots, he would be completely exposed.

So after walking a certain distance, Chen Huangpi and the brass oil lamp had to stop and wait.

Wait for the human fruits to be distracted.

But this time, the wait was a bit long.

After a full half an hour, the rustling sounds gradually quieted down.

The surroundings became deathly silent.

"Huang Er, should I step with my left foot or my right foot next?"

Chen Huangpi urged in his heart.

But the brass oil lamp did not answer.

Instead, a man's voice with a quacking sound sounded.

"The left foot will step on a stone, it must be the right foot."

"The right foot will be tripped by the tree roots, it must be the left foot."

"How about you try jumping over?"

"Hahaha, you're teasing him again. If he really jumped over, wouldn't he fall into a cesspool?"

It was the voices of the human fruits.

In just a moment, they had grown from youths to young men.

They were all naked, their skin pale.

They looked like corpses, with a withered tree branch stuck in their heads, hanging them high.

Chen Huangpi took a deep breath.

He knew why the brass oil lamp wasn't talking.

These human fruits hadn't left at all.

They had grown up, and their minds were sharper.

Even their tone of voice had become annoying and mischievous.

Chen Huangpi wanted to continue playing dead.

But the human fruits laughed mockingly.

"Chen Huangpi, the same trick won't work a second time."

"Tonight, we will watch you closely."

"Either you become a human fruit and we meet on the tree."

"Or you wait until dawn and can never leave this place again."

As the voices fell, the young human fruits stared intently at the darkness below.

They knew that Chen Huangpi and the brass oil lamp were below.

As soon as they moved, they would be discovered.

This time, they had grown up. Like mature hunters, they had enough patience.

Chen Huangpi was also very patient.

He patrolled the mountains and gathered herbs day after day.

If he had to endure, he could outlast these human fruits.

But just as the human fruits had said, a day is a jiazi, a night is thirty years.

They would only become old and withered tomorrow at this time, turning into nutrients to nourish the withered tree.

Chen Huangpi couldn't afford to wait. He still had to go to the scripture pavilion.

He couldn't afford to waste time, nor could he endure the humiliation of being teased by the human fruits like this.

The brass oil lamp was also very anxious now.

It couldn't go forward, nor could it wait.

It still had a lot of lamp oil, but it was, after all, a life transformed from a strange magic treasure.

And it had been divided into several thousand pieces.

Without someone to control it, there was a limit to what it could do.

"If only Chen Huangpi hadn't undone the Dog Rearing Scripture!"

The brass oil lamp felt bitter in its heart. As soon as it woke up, it had returned to its original form.

The Dog Rearing Scripture it had originally cultivated was as if it had never been cultivated.

Chen Huangpi must have actively undone the Dog Rearing Scripture.

Although it was embarrassing to be a dog, on second thought, there was nothing wrong with being a dog.

What was scary was not even having the chance to be a dog.

And just at that moment, Chen Huangpi's firm voice sounded in the brass oil lamp's heart, "Huang Er, Huang Er, listen to my command. I am the master, you are the running dog. Transform for me!"

"What?"

As soon as the brass oil lamp's voice fell, it suddenly found that the Dog Rearing Scripture that had long since disappeared in its body suddenly began to operate uncontrollably.

Its lamp body also became extremely long and narrow in the blink of an eye.

A dog's mouth was full of fangs.

In the blink of an eye, it had transformed into a large brass dog!

The next second, Chen Huangpi simply rode on the brass oil lamp's back.

Once the Dog Rearing Scripture was in operation, the master and the running dog were of one mind.

Without needing to say more, the brass oil lamp leaped several tens of meters.

"Chen Huangpi, you clearly undid the Dog Rearing Scripture. Why am I still being controlled by you!"

"You're too wicked, wicked to the core!"

"You've wronged me."

Chen Huangpi defended himself, "I never undid the Dog Rearing Scripture! But I promise you, after this, I will definitely undo the Dog Rearing Scripture for you."

The brass oil lamp dared not speak its anger, "Fine, I'll believe you one last time!"

As it spoke, the brass oil lamp was already carrying Chen Huangpi and moving.

Chen Huangpi couldn't open his eyes.

He could only rely on it.

At the critical moment, the brass oil lamp was naturally reliable.

The human fruits had already discovered them the moment Chen Huangpi and the brass oil lamp moved.

The branches rubbed against each other.

The human fruits hugged each other, causing the branches to droop down.

Countless large hands all reached into the darkness.

The brass oil lamp and Chen Huangpi did not open their eyes. The withered tree would not notice them.

Sight was also light.

Without light, it was dead.

What was alive were these human fruits.

Fortunately, they could only determine the general range, and they were old, their eyesight poor.

Huang Er only needed to leap to leave them behind.

"Brothers in front, quickly stop them. They're about to run out."

"Those behind, block the escape route."

The brass oil lamp dodged and weaved.

It carefully avoided the human fruits.

But this withered tree had an unknown number of human fruits. Even if it was careful, it was inevitable that its tail would be caught by a hand.

"I got it, I got it!"

"Ah!!!"

A miserable cry came from the brass oil lamp's dog mouth.

Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle...

It was like a red-hot branding iron being pressed onto flesh.

In the blink of an eye, a pale palm print appeared on the brass oil lamp's tail.

The mark was still spreading.

And with the human fruit's shout, countless human fruits reached out their hands.

"Do something! You have to look at the master to beat the dog. Do something!"

At this moment, Chen Huangpi and the brass oil lamp were of one mind.

He naturally also shared that strange spiritual sense.

"Bad fruit! Eat my sword!"

Chen Huangpi formed a sword finger with both hands, riding the brass oil lamp backward.

The endless stream of essence qi from between his two kidneys that was forging the kidney temple immediately circulated along a strange path.

From the two kidneys, into the two arms.

Clang, clang, clang!

Streaks of Grand Duke Demon Slaying sword qi, truly like a treasured sword being unsheathed, emitted a sharp and incomparable sword cry.

And what was different from before was that Chen Huangpi had struck out in anger. This time, the Grand Duke Demon Slaying sword qi actually contained a wisp of faint black qi.

It was as if a wisp of the black smoke had separated.

The originally incomparably firm, demon-slaying and evil-exterminating sword technique now had an indescribable strange flavor.

Chen Huangpi's two kidneys had an endless supply of essence qi.

The sword qi naturally surged like a waterfall.

The human fruits that had just reached out their hands had their hands cut off by the sword qi in the blink of an eye.

"Ahhhhhh!"

"My hand is broken! It hurts, it hurts so much!"

"This is a sword qi that only a demon can cut out."

One by one, the hands fell to the ground.

In the blink of an eye, they decayed like rotten fruit.

Wisps of essence qi emerged.

The human fruits died as soon as they landed, turning into fertilizer to nourish the withered tree.

However, the essence qi did not drill into the withered tree.

Instead, they all scrambled towards Chen Huangpi.

"It's the black smoke, the black smoke in your body!"

"Chen Huangpi, your sword qi has also been tainted by that damn thing. How do you feel?"

The brass oil lamp shouted in terror.

"I feel great!"

After the essence qi entered his body, Chen Huangpi immediately felt as refreshed as if he had drunk an iced drink on a hot summer day.

And his original essence qi between his two kidneys, although endless, as if it would never be exhausted, was only a wisp.

This technique also didn't require cultivation and operated automatically, so Chen Huangpi couldn't do anything about it.

But now, the sword qi was mixed with a wisp of black smoke, which would bring the essence qi of those human fruits back into his body. That wisp of essence qi had actually become a little stronger.

Even the efficiency of forging the kidney temple had become much faster.

"Huang Er, I feel terrifyingly strong now!"

"It's the black smoke that's strong, not you."

"I've grown up, so of course black smoke comes out of my body. If it's strong, then I'm strong!"

"I'm going to chop up these human fruits! I won't let them bully you!"

He said seriously to Huang Er, "You just go forward. Leave the rest to me!"

(End of Chapter)